Chapter 171: Mu Zhao Wants to Give Money to the Brothel Girls
"Just wait," Mu Zhao said and ignored her. He turned to the girls and said, "You should have heard what I said to the madam. In the future, I will not force you to accept guests, but I will also dig you out."
Specialties."
The girl who was going to play a game with Mu Zhao just now said, "What... does this mean?"
"For example, if you are good at playing the piano, or if you like playing the piano, I will find a professional piano teacher to teach you how to play the piano. If you are good at painting, I will find a painter to teach you how to paint."
this......
The madam sneered, "What's so special about this? In order to sell them at a good price, I will also find a corresponding master to teach them."
Mu Zhao did not answer her, but continued to talk to the girls: "The master I am looking for is at least a master who will teach you ladies, so that you can truly have a skill, and even if you don't work here, you can still do some business when you go out.
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"Go out?" At this time, all the girls became excited.
There are not many girls here who don't want to redeem themselves.
They had been oppressed by the madam before, and they had no hope.
Unexpectedly, the new owner would let them go as soon as he arrived.
Mu Zhao nodded, "I will not restrict your freedom, abolish the idea of ransom, and I will give you a fixed amount of money every month from now on."
The girls were excited again.
This... and such good things?
They worked here before, but the madam was afraid that they would save up the money and run away.
The girl who wants to play exciting games with Mu Zhao is talking again.
"Master, are you coaxing us into handing over our private money?"
"Peach Blossom! You really do have some private money!" The madam couldn't help shouting.
Taohua was startled and shrank back into the crowd.
Mu Zhao turned to look coldly at the madam, "You are an outsider now. You are not allowed to bully my girls anymore."
The madam started sarcastic again.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk~ Our Mr. Zhao is a great Bodhisattva. Not only does he have to give them money, but he also protects them. But you don't know, what you are protecting is not some golden branch, but a bunch of rotten people..."
"Ah!" Before she could finish her words, Mu Zhao had already flown to her side and slapped her again.
This slap sent the madam flying to the door, smashing the door directly and falling inside the house.
Mu Zhao said coldly, "I told you not to bully these girls anymore."
Su Yaoyao felt that Mu Zhao looked very good-looking at this time.
She felt strange that Zhao Zhao was obviously very ugly, so how could he suddenly look good now?
Chuntao said in the crowd: "I suddenly felt a bit regretful that I couldn't play exciting games with Dongjia. Dongjia is so pretty right now."
"Yeah, maybe it's because he protects us. In this world, men regard us as playthings, and women regard us as enemies, and look down on us. When we occasionally go out to buy things, we are either taken advantage of by male merchants or by female merchants.
dislike."
"No one ever said, don't hurt my girls."
"Yes, we were tortured to death, and when we were a little better we had to go out to pick up guests. Who treats us as individuals?"
"Sure enough, after living for a long time, I can see all kinds of things, but I can still see such a person who protects us in the palm of his hand."
Naturally, someone also reminded me.
"Sisters, please wake up. How trustworthy is a man's words? He just wants to gain benefits from us."
"But if he likes men, what benefits can he get from us?"
"Money."
"But she said she wanted to give us money."
The woman stopped talking and frowned, obviously looking puzzled.
Mu Zhao walked in front of them again at this time.
She said: "We just talked about giving you money, let me expand on it in detail."
Mu Zhao told them his thoughts.
She gives them a certain amount of money a month based on their level of talent and appearance.
If the money they earn this month is less than this amount, then they will be paid according to this amount.
If they earn more than this, the excess money will be given to them in proportion. If there are ten taels of silver, give them twenty taels.
It's equivalent to Mu Zhaoba, the two of them.
After Mu Zhao explained this rule, he smiled and said: "Although I feel sorry for you, I do have some intentions for you. I hope you can make money for me." This chapter has been completed!